Charity Night (english)

6

Just before nineteen o'clock, I pack up my things and realize that the entire floor is already empty except for Mr. Hyde's office, where the light is still on. So I slowly approach his door, and my stomach tightens slightly at the mere thought of him.

My knocking echoes through the empty corridors up here, and I'm not sure if I have the courage to face him alone for the first time.

"Come in!" Even this small word he says as if he owns the world.

Slowly, I open the glass door and step into his office. "Mr. Hyde, I'm finished now and would go home if you don't need me anymore." "Come here, Charlotte, I want to show you something."

He doesn't even look up when he says that to me, so I gather all my courage and step up to his desk. "Come here!" He says this with such dominance that I simply do as he tells me.

Hardly am I beside him when he looks up and immediately captivates me with his gaze. I simply can't look away, and I don't even notice that he has already wrapped his arm around me again and is gently pulling me closer.

Before I can retreat again, he holds me firmly and whispers hoarsely in my ear. "Why did you just run away? I woke up, and the unknown beauty wasn't lying next to me anymore, but I still wanted another round with you!"

His breath grazes my neck, and I inevitably get goosebumps all over my body. "I missed you in the morning, wanted to feel your soft skin under my fingers, and when I think about what I did with you on the balcony, I immediately get horny for you again. I can't stop thinking about the sounds that came from your mouth while I fucked you against the railing."

I stand stiff in his arms, feeling like moisture is running down my legs. Just the way he said that to me turns me on so much that I almost melt. But I can't say anything in response because I don't trust my voice.

Slowly, almost in slow motion, his hand glides over my hip to my back and from there to my buttocks, which he grabs with both hands and lifts me onto his desk. Then he takes my face and kisses me passionately, and I can't help but respond, even though I know it's completely wrong.

With a fluid motion, he pushes my skirt up my thighs, and I begin to unbutton his shirt. When did I become like this? Just a few days ago, I would never have done something like this, and now I'm sitting on my boss's desk, letting him seduce me.

"Mr. Hyde!" I try to push him away a little and make it clear to him that what we're doing here shouldn't happen. "Oh Charlotte, you have no idea how much it turns me on when you call me that! From your mouth, it sounds like a promise to let me do anything with you."

Again, he pulls me closer and steps between my legs, which he spreads with his hands. He leans in to kiss my neck and my nape slowly. His hands are everywhere, and I have no idea how to resist him. His scent is incredibly intense, and I can't remember ever feeling like this with a man before.

A sigh escapes my half-open mouth, and Zachery pushes me back onto the table, pushing the skirt even further up and running his fingertips gently over the fabric of my lace panties.

"So wet... so ready...!" I've never been a fan of dirty talk, but his words encourage me to be a little bolder, and I reach for his belt to loosen it, open his pants, and let them slide down his thighs. The bulge protruding from his shorts is impossible to miss, and again, I'm overwhelmed by his size.

I let my fingers dance over his stiff penis teasingly. He grabs my hands and holds them above my head with one hand while exploring my body with the other.

He pushes aside the wet fabric still covering me below and runs his finger through my center to spread the moisture even further. Then he gently pinches my most sensitive spot.

Without warning, he lets me go, takes a step back, and looks at me with such desire that I almost black out. As he approaches again, his pupils are almost black, and he slowly unbuttons my blouse, pushes down my bra, and sucks, licks, and lightly bites my nipples.

Just that almost makes me come.

I quickly pull down his shorts and take his pulsating cock in my hand. It looks tiny compared to his considerable size, and once again, I wonder how he can fit inside me.

However, I can't think about it for long because he's already holding my hands again and positioning himself in front of me so that I can feel his tip at my entrance. Everything is happening so fast that the impressions flood me and simply carry me away.

With a single motion, he slides into me, and he looks at me so greedily that I have to close my eyes, or I'll lose my mind.

"Look at me..." he demands, and at the same time, pumps with such endurance into me that I'm about to come on the spot. "Wait... You won't come until I want you to." His voice is deep and smoky, and I can almost feel the lust in it. However, I also know that I can't hold on much longer.

And so it is... After a few more thrusts, I tighten around him, and my legs start to twitch uncontrollably. After a short time, he follows with a loud moan and then collapses on top of me.

Actually, I want to push him off me, but I simply don't have the strength, and I don't think he would move unless he wants to.

A Zachery Hyde only does what he really wants!